Chunky Monkey

We went to the doctor today for a weight check and Mr. Benji is 8lbs even! That is about a pound in one week. I am doing about half formula and half breast milk now. I didn't realize how emotional it would be for me to stop breastfeeding, so I started breastfeeding again too. It makes for a busy day pumping, breastfeeding, freezing milk, preparing formula bottles, but its all worth it to me. Eventually I would like to breastfeed and pump only and stop the formula. For now I am just taking it one day at a time.

Its Like Night and Day

Today I started exclusively using the bottle AND doing a routine. I hate saying schedule, but basically thats what I tried to do and partially succeeded. We did Eat, Awake, Sleep, You (me) time. The acronym EASY, I got it off Baby Whisperer. Thank you for the introduction Audrey. I must say I have always thought I was against routine or scheduling, but I am not a good reader of cues. Every cue Benji gave me I thought he was telling me he was hungry. With a schedule I know what to expect AND with actually seeing how much he ate, I do not assume he is hungry 20 minutes later when he is sucking on his hand, I KNOW he just ate 3 oz. With Benji starting out sickly, I need that reassurance of actually seeing what he is getting. I feel like a new woman today. John and I actually had dinner together at a RESTAURANT with Benji. No problems, we went during his sleep time.
For all you pro breast feeders, I haven't stopped pumping, in fact I am pumping more than I have ever been able to (2-3 oz in 5 minutes). It is amazing what relaxing can do for you.
aaaaahhhhhh.........(thats me letting out a sigh of relief)

I QUIT, I QUIT, I QUIT!!!!

I lost it today, lost it. I am so tired. My body hurts. My brain is no longer functioning. I either have postpartum depression or I am just stressed to the absolute max. I cried the majority of the day. Benji didn't sleep during the day. We went on a walk, sat outside and enjoyed the weather, sang songs, but those little peepers would not close. To make it worse he wouldn't eat either, at least not from me. And to top it off John is out of town for the first time since he has been born.
So after a tearful call to my momma, I decided to quit breastfeeding. It felt like the world had been lifted off my shoulders. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy breastfeeding but I know my limits. I can handle no more stress. I thought I would feel guilty and maybe a part of me does, but I think Benji would prefer a happy momma. So there you have it. Do I feel like a quitter? Nah. I made a decision that is best for me and Benji. I love my son.

Elmo

Benji loves his Elmo. I think it is because his eyes are as big and beautiful as his.

Little Update

I went for my 6 week postpartum appointment today and everything is good. I am actually 4lbs away from being at my pre-pregnancy weight. I sure don't feel like it though!
I decided to go by Benjamin's doctor on my home to weigh him. I just couldn't wait until Thursday. He had gained some weight, but only 2 oz. I tried so hard not to cry, but I did. The poor nurse didn't know what to do. So she went and got the doctor. I told him I would like to start supplementing. He was against it, but understood. So I am only supplementing twice a day and only 1-3 ounces and only after I breast feed. I had him check his head to see if it had gotten any bigger and it had which it good. This means he does not have failure to thrive. His blood work it due to be back tomorrow, this will rule out rare diseases that could be causing him not to gain weight. John gets to feed Benjamin tonight for the first time and he is so excited, that's one good thing about us supplementing.
I hope everyone is having a good week!

Another trip to the lab...

I get a phone call today from a number I didn't recognize so I let it go to voicemail. I listen to it and it is Benjamin's doctor asking me to call him back on his cell phone. I have come to realize when a doctor calls himself, on his own cell phone, it isn't usually good news. He said he began to get concerned last night and consulted another colleage of his who specializes in "sick babies". He has decided he wants Benajmin to come into the lab today to have more blood drawn. I would rather have a needle stuck in my eye than to have Benjamin have more blood drawn. We go to the lab. I am much pushier this time than last. I let them know I need a hot pack for his foot and I want it to stay on longer than just a few minutes. One prick of the foot...squeeze for 2 hours (not really that long, but it felt like it). Phlebotomist: "That wasn't a good prick, I will have try again." I barely refrain from grabbing a needle and jabbing it in her foot repeatedly. Seriously, you see a little baby come in, at least get the best phlebotomist to draw blood. The second stick was good.
His bilirubin came back slightly elevated over normal, a 7, which is fine, 1-6 is considered in normal range. His other test will come back sometime next week. I posted on www.kellymom.com the issues Benjamin has been having and I received a very encouraging post back. This lady had been having the no weight gain issue and she figured out she had a lot of foremilk (lowfat) and the baby wasn't getting enough hindmilk (high fat, high calorie). So she gave me a few ideas to try. I really feel like this could fix it. So pray, pray, pray for hindmilk consumption.
I am feeling better since the last post. Thanks for the prayers and comments.

Failure

I just feel so defeated and like I am failing at the very basics of being a mother. We went back to the pediatrician and Benjamin has gained nothing. NOTHING, not even an ounce. He is not even back up to his birth weight and he will be 6 weeks next Tuesday. My milk is definetly in, he eats every 2-3 hours with an occasional 4 hour span through the night, he has normal wet and bowel movement diapers, developmentally he is right on target and is even a little ahead (he started rolling over at 4 weeks). The doctor is not worried, yet. We go back in 10 days to check to see if he has gained any weight, if not we will start running test then. One part of me wants to quit breastfeeding, another part of me knows that my milk is the best thing for Benjamin, another part of me wants to tell the doctor to run test now and not wait. The biggest part of me wants to just curl up and cry. I just don't know what to do. Keep Benjamin in your prayers. Maybe me too, for my sanity.

Family Picture Time!!

We had our first family pictures taken. It went much smoother than I thought it would, but it was exhausting.

Abram Derrick

Benjamin and I had the pleasure of being there for the birth of his new cousin Abram, also known as Lusty Boy #3, also known as Tank. I will let Jenny give everyone details, but it was quite the birth.

1 Month Old

No, he's not suprised in the second picture, he just has big, beautiful eyes : ) It feels likes longer than a month and also just like yesterday when I found out I was pregnant. I love my son, I love my husband. I am so thankful for the life God has blessed me with.

Little Dimple

Yes, I sat with the camera pointed at Benjamin for 30 minutes to get a picture of him smiling, but I got it. What else do I have to do?

True Blue Momma

Benjamin urinated on me and I was too tired to change my shirt. I slept in it and didn't think twice about it. I guess that makes me a true blue momma. I hope you enjoy the pictures.

Memories and Odd Facts

As you all know Benjamin is in the hospital. He will hopefully be going home Thursday or Friday. So, while I wait I thought I would complete the tag from Jessica and combine it with Shelly's blog on memories.

Odd Facts:

1. I look at John's ears and cannot keep from touching and picking at them. I know it drives him crazy and I really do try to keep from doing it, but I can't. I also pick at my own ears until they bleed.

2. When I am in a drive thru I must keep plenty of space between the car in front out me and my car, just in case someone try to car jack me. I also have the same rule for the intersection at Harvard and I-44.

3. When I practice singing I use a hair brush as a microphone.

4.I am a people pleaser, who does not like to please people.

5. What atracted me to John was his akwardness and the fact that he was not suave. He swept me off my feet by being John.

Favorite Memories

1. Lake Eufala, everything about it. Playing with "little people" in the creek, sleeping in the pop-up with no AC, playing 21-31, my favorite memory of Eufala was seeing my dad so happy.

2. Going to Grandma and Papa's with my brother and sister and my cousins, laying in the bed scratching each other's backs and then switching sides, then Grandma coming in the room telling us to be quiet and go to sleep.

3. Friday nights with my Mom and Dad, Star Trek and steaks.

4. Telling John I was pregnant.

5. Seeing John's face the first time he saw Benjamin.

Well, now I am getting teary eyed, so I better stop there.

Benjamin's Birthday

I was put into the hospital due to high blood pressure on Monday. The doctor decided to induce. They put gel on my cervix to soften it. I began having contractions and cramps, totally unexpected. I thought they would put the gel in, I would take a sleeping pill, and begin the petocin drip at 5 am. Wrong, I went into active labor, with constant, no break contractions. They took the "gel" pill out 2 hours later, and the contractions continued all night. I finally fell asleep around 3:30-4:00 and was awoken at 5 am for the petocin. Let real labor begin! I was dialated to a two and at 8 am they broke my water...weird stuff. I was a three, with good strong contractions. I requested my epidural, or as I llike to call it a God sent special sauce. The actual epidural was nothing, so any preggers who are nervous about that, don't be seriously. I barely even felt it. So around 11am, they check and I am only a 4...are you kidding me? So hurry up and wait, issues with the epidural, only took on one side issue resolved, so quickly. Its like the anestheseologist has wings. Ok, so around 1 pm, dialated to a 7...good stuff, moving right along, then I realized I am scared to death. I need my mom. Mom comes, calms me down...moms are so good at that. They come in about an hour later..I am a ten, and ready to push. After a few fearful tears, I go into Go Mode. John assumes his position as coach. He was so funny and so cute. He is very, very queazy around blood and we had decided he would just keep eye contact with me and not cut the cord. He changed his mind. I was in Go Mode, he was in Dad Mode. Here is his coaching style, " 1, 2, 3, ....9, 10, again, you can do this Amy, and 1, 2, 3....9, 10 and one more time..." I started laughing at one point, he was straining his voice and I realized he was pushing along with me. In the meantime, John has decided he will be cutting the cord and he will watch. So he saw little Benjamin's head come out, John's face was breathtaking and the tears rolling down his face were priceless. Delivery complete, Benj had swallowed amniotic fluid so I didn't get to hold him for 45 minutes, which was really hard, but necessary. I nursed immediatley he look at me immediatley, and I fell instantly head over heels in love with him. Benjamin was worth every ache and pain, sleepless nights, hemrroids, etc. So everything is well in the household. I am currently going on about 3 hours of sleep in the last 3-4 days combined, so excuse the gramatical errors.

Longest Month of My LIFE

and its only the sixth. I consider myself a patient person, but come on. I love how all the books say the baby will make smaller movements because they are runnig out of room, apparently Benjamin did not read these books. My dad always said I was like a bull in a china cabinet. I belive my son is taking after his mommy. Unfortunatly for my uterus it is the china cabinet and my son is a giant bull. (He will probably only be six pounds and 18 inches long, but let me tell you, he feels huge to me.) He has officially droped per the doctor, her words exactly..."OH! His head it just right there." I could have told you that without the pelvic exam. My bladder has been announcing it with a bull horn.
Well, I guess let the waiting game continue, I don't really have much say so anways!

Baby Shower

My Family and Friend shower was awesome. I could not believe how many people came! The hostesses did an awesome job. The food, decorations, game, and organization made everything flow so smoothly! Benjamin received everything he needed and wanted times ten, except for his carseat/stroller combo which we were planning on getting ourselves anyways! I can't wait to see Benjamin in all his new clothes, playing with his new toys, and using everything that everyone bought. Thank you to everyone!
So, the third trimester, not really a big fan. I am tired, I can't get comfortable, I get leg cramps, and it feels as if Benjamin is trying to come out of my belly button sometimes. I can no longer get out of the bathtub by myself. John gets the pleasure of watching me look like a beached whale flopping around trying to get in a position where he can hoist me out. Benjamin is already teaching me humility. Either that or he is making me humiliated. Everyday I think I am going into labor. Was that another contaction? Did my water just break? Where's my books, I must check. Yeah, I know I still have over 4 weeks.

Church Shower and My Weekend

I had my church shower last Wednesday. We were overwhlemed with gifts! We got tons of clothes and blankets. He will surely never be naked or cold! The cake was awesome. Of course anything with sugar in it taste awesome to me! It was fun to watch John's facial expressions when I opened the gifts. He was getting so excited, ecspecially if anything had "Daddy" or "sports" on it.
John had to unexpectedly work out of town this weekend, but don't worry I didn't get lonely. I had offered to watch Jenny and Brian's boys so Jenny could go visit Brian while he was in Florida. I know that is can be hard to be away from your husband, and I have been somewhat bored, so I thought perfect timing. I had a blast with the boys. I am not saying they were perfect or I was perfect, but I did really enjoy them. If you take time to watch children they can really teach you a lot. There is no rushing in a child's world, even when it is cold outside. Walking down three steps, isn't just taking three steps. Its jumping off the side, not landing right, so you must do it again and this time add a twist while you are in the air. A two second task now takes 5 minutes. They really do make you stop and smell the roses.

I hope everyone is having a great week!

Birthing Class

BIRTHING CLASS.........................................$65.00


HOSPITAL FEES FOR LABOR AND DELIVERY.....$2500


SEEING MY HUSBAND PREGNANT....................PRICELESS

8 Weeks and Counting...

I can't beleive how fast my pregnancy has gone by. I knew by telling people so early it would drag by, but it really hasn't. I went to the doctor today for my 32 week check up and everything looks good. I am still measuring big (big baby), my blood pressure is good, his heart rate is good ,and he is in birthing position. Let the countdown begin! This weekend John and I have our Birthing Class. As you can imagine John is thrilled. I signed up for breast feeding classes too, which I couldn't talk John into going, so good ole Momma is going with me. We have our church shower Wednesday which is exciting and our family/friends shower on the 19th. Our January is getting full! This is a good thing though, I am not working (outside the home, believe me I am still working in the house) or going to school this semester. I am having a hard time adjusting without a set schedule.

Oh! I made the honor role! I never thought at 26 years of age I would still get excited about making the honor role. This semester was hard, between morning sickness and the challenging classes, I can honestly say I worked hard and earned my grades.

Hope everyone is doing well, and hope to see everyone at Benjamin's shower!

Let there be light...

And on the tenth day God said let there be light. John and I were without power for ten days, actually I was. John had no power for 4 days. He was in Vegas (on business) for two weeks. On the first day without power everyone called to see how I was. People really worry about you when you are pregnant and by yourself! John's cousin brought by a roasted chicken for me, food is very, very important to the LeMasters. John called to tell me his brother was on the way to the house to bring me firewood. I asked if he could just take me to Checotah to my in-laws. I had been without power for 12 hours, already felt a little crazy, very lonely, and cold...I knew I wouldn't last much longer. So, I stayed in Checotah until the follwing Monday. I loved Checotah. Everthing was slow paced, my in-laws spoiled me with days of shopping, wonderful food, movies, and pretty much anything my heart desired (which basically was just a lot of sweets). John flew in the following Sunday and we left fot Tulsa the next day for a doctors appointment and to check on the house. We lost a ton of limbs, giant limbs, our front porch awning was ripped off, we had punctures in our siding, some damage to the privacy fence, our shed in the back was crunched, and the wires were detatched from our house. "It could have been worse," is what I kept telling John (although I was biting my cheek to keep the tears from falling, and honestly it could have been worse, but all I can/could think off is preparing my home , our lives for our baby.) Let's see, Monday and Tuesday we stayed at my parents house so we could work on the house during the day and sleep there at night. Wednesday afternoon, I was taking a break from raking (John was at the bank) and a PSO truck drove by, I waved and smiled, he stopped, put it in reverse, and asked if I had power. "Nope." I must have looked pathetic, 30 weeks pregnant, no make-up, dirty, and worn out from raking and picking up what wood I could. Within 15 minutes we had lights! Priaise God! Glory Hallelujah! I cried.
Back to the doctor's appintment. I only have 10 weeks left. I am healthy, text book on weight gain, blood pressure, etc. He measured my belly, which he said is measuring big...YES! Moving up the due date...wrong, He is just a big boy. Oh, well, big healthy boy to take care of his momma.

I hope everyone is doing well!

Growing Up and Holidays

With each passing year the Holiday season keeps changing. The child inside of me misses the Thanksgivng where everyone came to my parent's house. It was mass chaos, too many people in a small area, there was wasted food, wasted pop, belly aches from eating too much food, loud talkers, and football on the TV blaring. But all my brothers and sisters were there, all my family was there, I didn't realize it at the time, but they are what made my Thanksgiving so great. I know my family is not perfect and I am sure there was drama at each holiday, but for some reason I don't remember those things.
We now have to make specific times for family to "fit" everyone in. We no longer make time for the ones we love, we schedule time. My holidays consist of watching the clock and watching people's feelings. I miss the Christmas with Jody in his stocking hat, Marla slowly moving around, barely awake, Jenny running into my room, "You have to see what Santa brought you", and Jonathan soon to follow with stocking in hand. I can remember one Christmas present I received, the trampoline. But I have numerous memories of Christmas time with my family that I wouldn't trade for a million presents. The greatest present I received as a child was being born in to the Richardson/Hendricks family.
I do enjoy my holidays now too, they are just changing. I have two of everything; now my little family is making thier own traditions, but it is hard letting go of past traditions. I love my family, all of my family, and I hope we continue to grow.

Happy Holidays

Last Tuesday night I got a call from my mother in law asking if I would be able to sing at a funeral Friday. A friend of her's husband had died and she had heard me sing at Pat's father's funeral and wanted me to sing at her husband's funeral. I was really flattered but I had Chemistry on Friday. I figured out a way to leave chemistry lecture early and come back a little late to chemistry lab and still be able to sing at the funeral. I spent a good part of the day on Wednesday finding the requested music. I really dislike singing to tracks, but I didn't know if they would have an accompanist or not. By the end of the day I was freaking out because I couldn't find a track for one of the songs they wanted, O Danny Boy--yes, not the typical funeral song, but it was the mans favorite song and honestly a song I really like. I finally was able to find it, but it was in a book and I had to buy the CD to go along with it. I ended up spending a little over $40 on music. Yikes. But I was still really honored that someone outside the family, someone I didn't even know, wanted me to sing! Did I mention this was a Catholic funeral? Wednesday night, three music stores later, I get a call from the music director from the church where the funeral was to be held. A few Catholic rules you may be unaware of, (1) You are to sing to live music, no tracks allowed.(I was able to take all the music back at least) (2) They are picky about what songs are allowed to be sung, NO Danny Boy allowed. (3) The music director must sing th majority of the music (she has a contract). Interesting. I am to meet with the accompanist that they provide, 45 minutes before the funeral and I will be singing Amazing Grace and In the Garden. WHAT! I am a perfectionist, I like to practice days in advance. Friday, I wake up a little nervous, which is strange for me, usually the day that I am to sing, I eat pepto and imodium like it is candy. I pray I don't get nervous, that the songs are comforting to the family, and that my voice is comforting as well. I stand up to sing, no nerves, no shaky voice, no sweaty, cold hands, and best of all no nervous stomach cramps. The power of God is an amazing thing. He truly rewarded me in the best way, for doing his will and using my gift to show God's comfort and empathy during trying times.
Today, I go to get the mail and there is a Thank You card from the woman. I open it up and a $100 check falls out. Are you kidding me?!? I get paid for it too!

Exhausting Weekend

John's parents came down Saturday to help John and I move furniture around. We finally got doors up on our master bedroom. We decided to use the doors I found in the attic, which were origianl to the house and it was a great decision. The look really good! We now have a nursey. It looks enormous! All we have in there is Benjamin's crib and a Norman Rockwell painting of baseball game of course. The house seems so much more functional now. Just a few additional things we did this weekend, cleaned out two closets, cleaned all the carpet in the house, changed shower heads, CLEANED, painted, hung cabinet doors, moved furniture, laundered all the bedding in the house, and stared at Benjamin's crib coming to the realization that in 18 short weeks there will lay a little perfect baby boy. I am not for sure if my father in law will ever come in town for a visit again, I really put him to work! It was really nice to have them here, what would have taken John and I days to accomplish took only 5 hours. I am starting my next "to-do" list, so watch out Mom and Dad!
School is going well. I am becoming more and more abscentminded which is frustrating. I am glad I am taking next semester off. Choir, although very challening, is really coming together. Our first performance is November the 18th for Thanksgiving, and our next is for Christmas December 16--mark your calendars, both are during the AM service.
My camera is broken so, no new pictures. I am getting rounder by the day and am really enjoying the pregnancy now. No morning sickness...YEAH!

I hope everyone is doing well, I am off to Anatomy!

Schedules for the Family Reunion

Mom has been stressed out so I offered to make a food list for the family reunion next weekend. I tried to make it as easy as possible for everyone.

Friday Night--Hot Dogs and Frito Chili Pie

Every family brings their own dogs, buns, and drinks.
Amy--chili
Mom--shredded cheese
Jessica--diced onions
Jenny--two bags of Fritos

Saturday Morning--BREAKFAST!

Mom--biscuits
Jessica--two dozen eggs
Amy--gravy and 2 lbs of sausage
Jenny--2 lbs of baccon

Saturday Night--Hamburgers

Every family brings there own patties, buns, and drinks.
Amy-baked beans
Jessica--potato salad
Jenny--three bags of chips
Mom--sliced tomatoes, onions, and dip

Friday and Saturday Night--DESSERT! SMORES!

Jessica--marshmellows
Jenny--chocolate
Amy--graham crackers

If you can think of anything I have forgotten, something you would like to add, or anything else, just let me know. Also, I didn't know if we all wanted to bring our own paper plates and untensils, or if we wanted to all pitch in and share. Keep in mind when purchasing food it will be for 8 adults and 5 kids. I thought it would be easiest if every family did there own lunches since our breakfast it so late. Let me know if you think the quanities are big enough. And, mom will have condiments.

I know Mom gets stressed out when it comes to cleaning up after each meal. She frightens me when she turns into Sybil, so I took the liberty of making a cleaning schedule as well.

Friday Night

Jenny--clean dishes
Brian--dry dishes
Kids--pick up trash with Papa Joe's help
Amy/John--gather dishes
Mom--put dishes/food up

Saturday Morning

Jessica--clean dishes
Jonathan--dry dishes
Kids--pick up trash with Papa Joe's help
Jenny/Brain--gather dishes
Mom--put dishes/food up

Saturday Night

Amy--clean dishes
John--dry dishes
Kids--pick up trash with Papa Joe's help
Jonathan/Jessica--gather all dishes
Mom--put food dishes up

I hope this helps everyone and isn't annoying. Let me know if I have forgotten anything!

And the Baby is...

I went to the doctor today for my 3rd appointment. I have only gained 5 lbs (a total of 8 lbs), which is great. My blood pressure is normal and the baby's heart rate is 145. Oh, did I mention its a BOY!!! We had a suprise ultrasound. My doctor said it is his favorite part of the job. So, I can stop saying baby and say, Benjamin Price LeMasters.

John has started a T-ball league for 2012 for anyone ready to sign there child up : )

Changes are coming...

I am officially the choir director for Sandusky Avenue Christian Church. For now the position will be a volunteer position, but they plan on making it a paid position in 2008. I was a little nervous about working at the hospital, going to school full time, a new baby on the way, and taking a voluteer position. I told John about my hesitation and my wonderful husband said, "If this is what you want to do, I think you should quit your job." It was like music to my ears.
School is going well, very challenging, and time consuming, but interesting.
John got a promotion at work, which he is adjusting too slowly, but is excited about. I tell him he is my old man; he is not one for change.
I am now 17 weeks pregnant and only had one bout of morning sickness this week! Glory Hallelujah! I can feel the baby move now, which made 11 weeks of vomitting everday well worth it. John and I will be finding out the baby's gender soon. We can't wait!

Life is Good!

Pray, Pray, Pray for Me!

I received an e-mail from John and I's preacher a few days ago. He asked if I would like to sit down informally and discuss me taking a position at the Church as the Choir Director. Are you kidding me!?! That would be awesome! We are to meet sometime next week to discuss the ins and outs. So please pray that this position is perfect for John and I and if it isn't, I won't be devastated. I will let everyone know when I know more details.

Appointment #2

John and I went to our second OB appointment today. Everything looks good. I have gained three pounds, which is good considering how much I have been vomitting. We got to hear the baby's heart beat, 165 beats per minute. My blood pressure is good and that pretty much sums up the appointment, short and sweet.
School started this week. I am taking Chemistry, Anatomy and Nutrition. I am really excited about these classes. They will be challenging, but they bring me that much closer to the nursing program.

I hope everyone is doing well!

John calls it OUR stomach...

Yes, I am showing. And yes, I am only 12 weeks.

Sad Story

Working in the ICU has really been an expirience. The stories that come through there are more bizarre than the story lines in Grey's Anatomy and ER; which leads me to my sad story.
We had an mid-elderly lady be admitted to the ICU from the ER on Friday while I was working. She was a "no report" patient, which means we are not allowed to tell anyone, including family how she is doing or even confirm that she is there. This is the patients decision or power of attorneys decision. Before she came to the ICU we had a young man come and ask if she was there, all I could say is that we do not have a patient by that name. When she arrived to ICU I got her chart to do orders and noticed she was an intentional overdose of morphine. Come to find out her husband had been in the ICU the folowing week and had passed away. Today was his funeral. After the funeral the family informed her she would be going to a nursing home. The young man that had come by earlier was one of her grandchildren. The grandchildren were now cleaning out their grandparent's house of things they thought she no longer needed. I guess he had come by to see how much time he had. She had five daughters and not one of them offered to house her or take care of her instead of moving her into a nursing home. I do understand many time there are underlying issues, but this just broke my heart. I hope I am never put in a situation where I am forced to put my parents or grandparents or any family member in a nursing home. Hopefully by becoming a nurse I will always be abe to take care of the ones I love.

One of my favorite recipes...

I wanted to share one of my favorite recipes. I hope you all enjoy.


INGREDIENTS
2 skinless, boneless chicken breasts
1/2 teaspoon olive oil
1/2 teaspoon minced garlic
1/4 teaspoon ground cumin
2 (14.5 ounce) cans chicken broth
1 cup frozen corn kernels (I use fresh corn on the cob and boil it first.)
1 cup chopped onion
1/2 teaspoon chili powder (I use a 1 tsp)
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 cup chunky salsa
8 ounces corn tortilla chips
1/2 cup shredded Monterey Jack cheese (optional)



DIRECTIONS
In a large pot over medium heat, saute the chicken in the oil for 5 minutes. Add the garlic and cumin and mix well. Then add the broth, corn, onion, chili powder, lemon juice and salsa. Reduce heat to low and simmer for about 20 to 30 minutes.
Break up some tortilla chips into individual bowls and pour soup over chips. Top with the Monterey Jack cheese and a little sour cream.

**I boil the chichen instead of pan frying it. It is much easier, and I think makes the chicken juicier. When it is done, I pull it apart in small strips and follow the recipe from there.

First Doctors Appointment

John and I had our first doctors appointment on Wednesday morning. Before leaving the house John had the priveledge of holding my hair back as I vomitted. We usually do not get up at the same time, so this was his first to see it in person. Did I mention he was brushing his teeth while I was leaning over the toilet? When we went back to the exam room they asked tons of questions and I shot a few back to them. Then came the pelvic exam. As much as I tried to prepare John for this, there really isn't enough preparation in the world to watch certain "tools" enter your wife. I looked healthy and everything looked great. So next was the ultrasound. I was not prepared for a transvaginal ultrasound, but apparently abdominal ultrasounds create too much electronic waves for such a tiny baby. When we first saw the baby and it's tiny heart beating was the most surreal moment in my life. It was so quiet in the room, I could feel tears fill my eyes, then I hear John say, "there really is something in there." Which was strange, it was the same thing I was thinking! We could see the babies little arm and leg buds, its head, and little body.
When we left doctor John immediatley started calling people, pacing back and forth, and holding on to the ultrasound pictures like they were the baby. He is going to be a wonderful father. Seeing John as a proud father-to-be has made my love for him grow even stronger.
I had my fianls for summer school on Wednesday too. I think I did well in the class and am so glad it is over. I am enrolled for school in the fall. I changed some of my classes around due to finances. I am taking Anatomy, Chemistry, and Nutrition. I will apply for the nursing program at Rogers State next fall. I am two classes shy of having every prerequisites filled for their nursing program. I am torn if I want to try and a least take one class next spring. 9 months pregnant, newborn, and microbiology or physiology, I do not know...that might be too much.


I almost forgot, The Due Date is........February 29th, a leap year baby!

Our First Doctors Appointment

Morning Sickness Last All Day!?!

I am so nauseated and with each week it seems to intensify. I was excused from class today after getting up for the fourth time to run to the bathroom. I was not soaking much information in anyways. I went home and slept till about 2 in the afternoon. I think I over did it this past week. I had studied for two test, gone to class for twelve hours, worked 38 hours at the hospital, and of course my normal jobs around the house. I never knew how exhausting it is too be pregnant, and not doing things myself is not my style at all. I would rather cut off my finger than ask for help, then I normally feel guilty for not doing it myself. BUT, I am starting to realize eveything I do to my body, not only affects me, but the baby too. SO, I am trying to slow down, which I know must frustrate John, which of course makes me feel bad. AND then to top it off, I seem to be surrounded by super women who apparently did 90 hours a week at work, won the Nobel Prize, and found the cure to AIDS all while being pregnant and keeping a perfectly clean house. I hate women like this, well maybe hate is too strong of a word, how about strongly dislike. I am not that woman, and God did not supply me with that much energy. As you can tell the hormones have kicked in : )
Our first appointment is in one week and 2 days. I am so excited. We will frist see the OB at 8:15, then have an ultrasound at 9:15. Our vacation will be the week to follow. I don't think John and I have spent an entire week together since our honeymoon!

I hope everyone is doing well!

I think everyone already knows....

That I am PREGNANT!! In case you can't tell I am very excited and very suprised. I am barely pregnant (I just found out Monday) and was hesistant on telling everyone until I was further along, but I just couldn't wait. I couldn't even wait for John to get home from work. I called him at work!! After multiple stammers and studders and telling ME congratulations, he ended with, "Well, I guess I am going to be a Daddy." Definetley, so far, my favorite words to come out of his mouth.
I went off birth control in May (yes only a month ago) and John and I were going to officially start "trying" in August. God had different plans, and I believe his are better!
My first appointment is July 25th, right before John and I's vacations.

Keep us in your prayers that we will have a healthy baby and that I will have a smooth pregnancy. (That still sounds weird!)

My Birthday Weekend

My birthday weekend began Friday evening after work. (I pushed for birthday week and month, but John wasn't having it this year.) We went to Carrabas (sp?), one of my favorite restaurants. I always get the same thing, Chicken Bryan and John got the Veal. I had eaten about three-fouths of the chicken and the last bite I had taken just didn't taste right. I looked down and saw raw chicken. I immediately felt nauseas. All I could think of is I am going to get salmanila (sp?) poisoning on my birthday. I was hesitant to tell the waiter, but I did. I believe he was more upset than me. Our dinner was paid for and my stomach didn't get too upset.
Saturday morning I slept in and John went to work early for a few hours and got his hair cut. For my birthyday present John took me shopping. I was hesitant to accept. John is generally not that fun to go shopping with. He acts like we are on a serious mission. He has a go and conquer attitude. I like to walk around, people watch, and go in every store. He lasted for four hours! I was very impressed. He hardly complained at all. We went to Outback for dinner (I promise we usually never eat out, but I just couldn't cook on my birthday weekend!) and went to the movies afterwards. We saw Knocked Up. Funny, funny movie. The language was awful, it took away from the movie. It could have made a sailor blush. Despite that, I don't think I have ever laughed that hard at a movie.
Sunday we went to church, then met my parents, grandparents, Lita, and Blake, Shelly, and Wilder at Mazzios. Grandma made me a cobbler with EXTRA crust, my favorite. It was delicious. I went to Garden Ridge when we got home (I let John sit out on this one) and got a few more frames. We had hamburgers with home grown tomatoes, onions, and corn for dinner.
It has been a great birthday. I never realize how much I miss John when he gone until I get to spend an entire day with him. I am a lucky lady.
Thank you for giving me a special Birthday.

I lost my keys.

Yesterday morning I woke up early so I could get to school early to put a little last minute studying in before the test. I get completely ready, have my book bag on my back, then I think I better make the bed so when John gets home from Kentucky he can take a nap. I make the bed, go to grab my keys off the key hook, and nothing. AHHHH!! I go to all the usuall places I may have laid my keys, couch cushions, kitchen table, mantle, and ottoman. Nothing. So, I try all the unusual places, refrigerator, freezer, bathroom, closet, under the couch, washing machine...still nothing. At this point its 8:10, and there is no way I am making class at 8:30. I call a girl in class to let her know whats going on and to please pass in on to the teacher. Then John calls, who happens to have the other set of keys, in Dallas. He wont be home until close to 1100. So I wait, lab starts at 1220 so I can at least make it to that. Later that night John went to bed early and what does he find underneath his pillow? My KEYS.

I am turning into my mother.

Weekend

First, John is home. Yeah! This week seemed extrmeley long for both of us. He is home until Saturday, but will be back Monday. He is growing out a mustache for his "Guys Weekend" in July. There theme is mustaches. Gotta love John's friends. I enrolled for the fall semester this weekend. My schedule consists of Anatomy, Chemistry, and Sociology. This is 11 hours, so I need one more class to be considered full time. I would like to take an easy relaxing class, possibley a Phys Ed class.
The summer semester is going well. I have my first test Wednesday, and I feel fairly confident about it.

I know short, and sweet, but at least I am updating more frequently!

I hope everyone is doing well!

Work, School, and Travel

Someone, no names...Lita, gave me a gentle reminder that maybe its time to write a new blog.

Summer school started Monday and I must say this go around I think I will like Biology. This teacher is so interesting and overall just a cool guy. There is no comparison between he and the she devil I attempted to take it from last semester. I had no idea a teacher could have such an impact on a class. I thought Biology was Biology and all teachers want you to succeed. I was wrong. The books are even different! Which is somewhat bad, I had to buy two new books, which I was not expecting to spend $200 more. I tried to sell back my last book back and they do not need anymore. So if anyone needs a Biology book from hell, just let me know. I believe an A in this class is feesible, which is very exciting!

Work is going well. At first it was very stressful and I was concerned if I had made the right decision. Everything is coming together now, and is making sense now. I only thought my other jobs were fast paced. I had no idea! I am glad I took medical terminology last semester, if not I would be hurtin'. The twelve hour shifts are becoming not as shocking to my body. I actually like the twelve hours now.

John's 10 year reunion was last weekend. He really enjoyed it and was thankful I forced him to go. For me it was funny to see how some people had changed physically and others looked exactly the same, clothes and all.

John had been gone basically the whole month of May and is gone this week and every weekend untl my birthday, so its been a lonely month. John and I's one year anniversary is coming up quickly, I can't believe is has already been a year!

I hope everyone is doing well, I will try to blog more!

What's Going On

Here are a few updates since I last blogged.

I got a new job. I will be working at the ICCU at St Johns as a Unit Clerk. I am really excited and think I will learn a lot before entering the nursing program.

I took my last two finals today. I had the 2nd highest test score in Psychology and think I did pretty well in my government class. In Medical Terminology I got an 88% and I am still waiting for my results in my english class.

John is in Kentucky until next Sunday for the Kentucky Derby. The one year I deicide not to go and the Queen of England will be there.

John and I have planned our summer vacation. We are going to Lido Beach Resort in Florida. It is a little island off of Sarasota. I am so excited! We were able to fly free with John's frequent flyer miles and get a free rental car through John's work. We are going July 30 thru Aug 4.

I start summer school June 4, so I have the month of May off school.

Dayton is doing great, you would think he was born with only 3 legs. We went to the lake last weekend and he went straight to the water and swam and not in circles how John had anticipated.

That is all I know for now! Talk to you all soon!

All kinds of news

Dayton had his surgery and he is progressing nicely. John and I kept saying to each other how odd he acted after the surgery and it seemed to be getting worse. I talked to the doctor about the symptoms, and basically the pains meds were making him hallucinate...poor dog, and I kept giving him more. So no more of that medication and personality wise he is almost back to normal. Last night I noticed the incision area was turning a little yellow, and was oozing. He is on antibiotics, but it definitely looks infected. I have been cleaning and medicating it, excellent nursing experience! I must say he is a great patient.

John's grandfather passed away about 2 weeks ago and his family asked me to sing at the funeral. I have never sang at a funeral before, so it was an experience. I was honored to sing at such a great man's funeral.

On the singing note, I was asked to be the "Stampede Leader" at VBS. Basically, I will be leading all the songs at the opening and closing, going over the announcements, and the daily Bible verse. I am excited and nervous. I am glad I am at a church that I can use my gift. I hope that everyone will pray for me to have a heart more like a child's and that I can let lose and enjoy this experience.

School is going great, so are my grades. I am enjoying going to school and hating going to work...hint hint John. Just kidding, love you. I am ready to get in to the nursing part of it.

I hope all is going well for everyone!

Itsoff with his leg...

Dayton, John and I's dog, has always had issues with his right hind leg. He was born with a twisted femur, which we didn't discover until he was about 9 months old, when he was misdiagnosed with a torn ACL. Due to the twisted femur everything is out of alignment. His hipbone is now partially popped out of place, he has arthritis in that knee and hip, and has inflamation almost constantly. We sent all his x-rays to a Radiologist in Colorado to get his recommendations. He recommended Dayton getting a complete hip replacement with a derotational osteotomy. John and I decided we didn't want Dayton to go through the surgery, but opted to manage his pain with pain medication and anti-inflamatories. That was until yesterday. We were outside playing fetch and he let out a horrific scream, not yelp, but scream. He wouldn't put any weight on his leg. We immediatley went to the vet. I knew in my heart he had torn his cruciate ligament and the vet confirmed it. Not good news for a dog, ecspecially with Dayton's conditions. So John and I are torn, we can't afford the hip replacement, derotational osteotomy, and knee surgery--I am estimating the surgeries to be around $5000-7000, plus there is no guarantee this will eleviate the pain. John and I had come to the conclusion we would euthanize Dayton, so he wouldn't have to go through anymore pain. This was such a difficult decision for us; it broke out hearts. He is only 2, we never imagined having to make this decision so early. I made an appointment to discuss this with the vet and make sure we had gone over every option. She did give us another option, we could remove his leg. This is an expensive surgery, but this will rid him of all his pain, and they can do the surgery at the vet hospital I work at, with doctors I completely trust. He has to lose 10 pounds, but we can do it together! I hope everything works out, I love my Dayton. Dog lovers keep Dayton in your prayers! I just found out that the doctors are giving us 75% of the surgery, so we scheduled next Thursday.
Other good news, school is going great. Test scores are ecspecially great.

Hope everyone is doing great.

School

Well, I got my first test result back today from psychology; I got an 88%. I must say, not too shabby for my first test in almost 4 years. I took my first test in Medical Terminolgy today and it went quite well. I was the first one finished, which is unusual. John had quizzed me on my flash cards and I guess it all stuck. It was such a great feeling, leaving the room with my head held high, knowing I had done well on the test. I should get my results back Wednesday.
I wish I could say Biology is going as well as my other classes, but its not. Luckily, Ashley Roberts has offered to help me out , she was a Biology Major. Keep sending the prayers this way, the verse, "All things are possible through Jesus Christ, keeps running through my head. I am not for sure if God intended this verse to apply to my Biology class, but he did say,"all".
Spring choir started this last Sunday, is was an awesome reminder that I may not be gifted in Science, but he blessed me vocally. We will have an Easter program, around Easter (obviously). I will let everyone know the exact dates later.
I will be hosting an Arbonne Party for Lita on February 10th, and everyone is invited. If you would like to come just let me know.
I hope everything is going well for everyone!!!

School Days

I hate to admit this, but I am having a really hard time at school, especially in Biology. It takes me a good hour to an hour and a half to simply read one chapter, not comprehend, but read. It is like reading a foreign language! To make things worse this guy sitting next to me in class made the comment, "this class is so easy!" I seriously almost started crying in class. The teacher probably thinks I am retarded. My face is always extremely animated, so I can only imagine the faces of ignorance I give the professor when she lectures. Biology is definitely not natural for me. The other classes, Government, developmental Psych., and Medical terminology, are coming along, I am still not comprehending or memorizing as quickly as I use too, but they are coming along.
If anyone has any suggestion on how to get me through Biology, let me know, keep praying that God will do something, I am not for sure what to ask for, I guess pray that I will begin to comprehend it!

This, that, and more...

My first day back to school was Monday. The week went well. My schedule is now, Biology for Majors, Developmental Psychology, Medical Terminology, and American Government. Government I took the first go around but got a C, due to never going to class. I actually am not sure how I even got a C in that class. To get into the nursing program they go on a point system, similar to the GPA system, better grades, more points, better chance to get into the program. I applied for a summer program to become a Patient Care Technician, PCT. It is a 6 credit course, necessary for the nursing program. I could start working in an office setting or hospital after I pass the class. A PCT is similar to a Medical Assistant, MA. It will be more hands on, so I am very excited. John keeps telling me how proud he is of me, which encourages me to do my absolute best. We are definitely having to make sacrifices now, but I hope we will both reap in our hard work later.



So, it is freaking cold outside and I am iced in once again by myself. John is in Minnesota TDing Snow Cross. He will hopefully be flying in Monday, depending on the airports, he unfortunately has to fly through Chicago on his way home. I was telling him how cold it was here and I guess he had to one up me, it was -8 there this morning. He said he has four layers on, I packed him and wasn't anticipating it be that cold, so four layers is all I packed, guess he will just have to switch the outer layer.



My eating and work out lifestyle change, (I refuse to call it a diet), started a week ago last Wednesday. I've been doing 40 minutes of cardio, stopped drinking pop, no eating out, no mayo (my absolute favorite), and started eating more times throughout the day, and smaller portions, and I am proud to say, have dropped 5 pounds. I am sure the rest I need to lose won't come off so easily, but it was a very exciting start. John's ten year reunion is this year, so I must be in tip top shape.



Sorry my blog is so boring, I think I have the ice blues, waiting patiently for my husband to get home.

This, that, and more...

My first day back to school was Monday. The week went well. My schedule is now, Biology for Majors, Developmental Psychology, Medical Terminology, and American Government. Government I took the first go around but got a C, due to never going to class. I actually am not sure how I even got a C in that class. To get into the nursing program they go on a point system, similar to the GPA system, better grades, more points, better chance to get into the program. I applied for a summer program to become a Patient Care Technician, PCT. It is a 6 credit course, necessary for the nursing program. I could start working in an office setting or hospital after I pass the class. A PCT is similar to a Medical Assistant, MA. It will be more hands on, so I am very excited. John keeps telling me how proud he is of me, which encourages me to do my absolute best. We are definitely having to make sacrifices now, but I hope we will both reap in our hard work later.



So, it is freaking cold outside and I am iced in once again by myself. John is in Minnesota TDing Snow Cross. He will hopefully be flying in Monday, depending on the airports, he unfortunately has to fly through Chicago on his way home. I was telling him how cold it was here and I guess he had to one up me, it was -8 there this morning. He said he has four layers on, I packed him and wasn't anticipating it be that cold, so four layers is all I packed, guess he will just have to switch the outer layer.



My eating and work out lifestyle change, (I refuse to call it a diet), started a week ago last Wednesday. I've been doing 40 minutes of cardio, stopped drinking pop, no eating out, no mayo (my absolute favorite), and started eating more times throughout the day, and smaller portions, and I am proud to say, have dropped 5 pounds. I am sure the rest I need to lose won't come off so easily, but it was a very exciting start. John's ten year reunion is this year, so I must be in tip top shape.



Sorry my blog is so boring, I think I have the ice blues, waiting patiently for my husband to get home.

Yeah, I know I've been slacking...

So, it has been awhile since I blogged, here we go...

All the holidays were great, I especially enjoyed New Years. John and I had never had company over before, and what better time than New Year's Eve. I finally felt like a grown up; having people over to my house!
I start school Monday and I am so excited. My life has direction now in every aspect, spiritually, emotionally, and professionally. John took me to the campus today and helped me find my classrooms, luckily all my classes are pretty much right next to each other. I plan on apply for the nursing program next spring or possibly this fall. I'll have to see how fast I pick up on homework and testing again.
Dayton is great, I can see his arthritis progressing although and it breaks my heart. He is such a good dog. He is becoming much more protective of me now. A plumber came over for a sewage situation, and apparently the guy was standing too close to me for Dayton's comfort and he started growling at him. The man stepped back and Dayton stopped. Bring on the burglars.
I started a diet Wednesday, so far, so good. No major changes, I like food and I like to cook, so I refuse to starve myself or to stop cooking. I have stopped drinking pop, no mayonnaise, no high fat food, etc. I start working out again Monday. I am looking forward to fitting in my clothes again, comfortably, with no muffin top.
Nothing else has really changed, I have a great husband, whom I love very much, great family--love them too, great friends, ditto on the love, direction in my life, and I am singing again. Life couldn't be better. I am blessed.

Lonely mouse hunter...

Thanksgiving has come and gone, and it was quite different this year. John and I divide all the holidays between the two families. I feel we never get enough time to spend with both families. Our families are so diverse. The youngest person in John's family is 15; I have nine nieces and nephews under the age of fifteen. John's family is quiet and small. My family is loud and large. My immediate family consist of 20 people. Overall it was a good Thanksgiving.
The day after Thanksgiving John left to Deluth, MN for snow cross racing, he is technical directing and left from Deluth today and flew straight to Las Vegas, he is working the NFR. He will be gone for about three weeks. It sucks, but I know my husband loves his job.
I sang my first solo at church Sunday. It was the first time I have sang in front of people since college. I love to sing, unfortunately John was not there, but my parents and my oldest sister and her family came. It was not my best performance, but it was the most heart felt. It felt great and was so uplifting for me.
Now, on to the title. I go to put some laundry in the washer AND a MOUSE runs across the floor. Seriously almost died. I scream and startled myself, I didn't sound like a woman, but a manly man scream. It was deep and scary. It sounded like a moose mating call. I fret all day long about it, I tell my mom and sister about it after church they both agree I have to get a mouse trap. (I had originally planned on getting poison, but my mom said this could make them go crazy and possibly chase me. I decided against the poison.) So, I set the trap, go to choir practice, and then come back and check the trap. HOLY MOTHER OF PEARL, there is mouse. I scream, this time much more feminine. When I set the trap, I never thought about what I would do if I caught a mouse. I call John, "Um, throw it away." I just cant do it, I can not get close to it, what if it twitches or worse....what if it is still alive! So, I call my dad, "Dad I'll cook you and Mom dinner if you come over and dispose of the mouse." It was a no go. The mouse sat there over night. I just did not have the courage. This morning I got up, feeling somewhat brave. I set a path and made a contraption so I would at least be 4 feet away from the mouse at all times. I did it, the mouse gone. I screamed the entire time and kept tell Dayton the mouse was looking at me. Dayton really enjoyed the whole thing. I think one time I even heard him laugh. I set another trap, just as a precaution. I run to take Dayton to doggie daycare and to run a few errands. I come home and SERIOUSLY YOU HAVE TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME! another mouse. So, the cycle continues, call John, call Mom, I cry this time around, and more screams. I finally ridded myself of the second mouse carcass and and no it doesn't get easier the second time. I went and bought 5 mouse traps, I know a bit ridiculous in a 4 X 3 foot room, but no chances this time. For the love of God, I hope I do not get anymore mice, I honestly don't think my poor heart can take it.

New Furniture

Ladies & gentlemen... We finally have new furniture! Amy and I got a wild hair to go "look" Saturday. We started at Mathis Bros. and were treated with the upmost DISrespect! So we went to old faithful...Snows. Joe sold us a sofa and oversized chair. Snows even gives you free soda! I think that was the dealbreaker. After the furniture was delivered Amy sat on it.....


See looks like a little elf


Also to my wife Amy, I realize the next couple of weeks will be hard for you while I am out of town. It will be hard for me also. Just want you to know I love you more than anything! You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.

JL

Update..

Well, it is official, I am a college student...Again. I enrolled today and have many emotions running through my body. I am so, so excited, but also really nervous. I took 13 hours, Biology for Majors, Developmental Psychology, American Government, and US History. To get in to the nursing program they go on a point system, for every A you get this many points, etc. Luckily, the classes that are prerequisites I did well on the first go around at school. I am hoping to apply for the program in January of 2008, it sounds like a long time away, but its only 2 semesters away. Keep me in your prayers, I know with God by my side this is possible.

In other news, John is in Kentucky this week and will get in next Sunday. I am already lonely. The house is so quiet! I am working on a solo for church, it is called, "In Christ Alone". Jerome thought it was a perfect song choice for me. I am not for sure about that, I am not use to singing"pop" songs. We will see!

I am hosting a Arbonne party for Lita on December 2, mark your calendars!

Maybe they are the ones exhausted...

Much too tired to elaborate....

As my way of paying Jenny and Brian for watching Dayton while John and I were on our honeymoon we offered to watch the boys on any weekend they wanted. This was the weekend.

To keep you updated...

I have a really hard time keeping up with my blog, here is a run down on what's been going on in the LeMasters lives.
This past weekend John went to South Carolina to work a polo game. It was his first time to work a polo match and also his first time to Technical Direct outside the office. It was an excellent opportunity for him. He of course did a great job. Tonight he is working at the TU game. He was asked by ESPN to work as a stage manager, he was so excited. Again an excellent opportunity for him. He is really moving along and I am really proud of him. The picture is the board that John worked on in Carolina. Now does everyone see why it is so hard to describe what he does?!
Dayton's neck is much better and so is he. Today he went to Doggie Daycare at a place named Pooches. It is fairly inexpensive and Dayton really enjoyed himself. They are in a 2000 sq ft room, with toys, couches,and room to play. There was probably about 20 other dogs there. They are also taken out every hour to run and go to the bathroom outside. The workers said Dayton jumped right in with no hesitation.
Exciting things are happening in my life as well. I am only having to work part time now, because my husband loves me so much. Well, and the fact I am going back to school, full time in January. John is allowing me to take a break before school starts. I have finally picked a career, nursing. I am really nervous about going back, but hopefully everything will go well.

Hope everything is going well with everyone!

Amy

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